Ride the Fader

by Hey Now, Morris Fader

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    HNMF's 2nd full-length album. 9 tracks, produced by Jon Taft @ New Alliance. Includes fan favorites "Vanishing," "Airport Song," and "Eddie in the Mirror."

    Includes unlimited streaming of Ride the Fader via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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released November 7, 2008

Engineered and mixed by Jon Taft at New Alliance Studios in Cambridge, MA.
Produced by Jon Taft and Hey Now, Morris Fader.
Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance East Mastering in
Cambridge, MA.
Photos (except cover photo) by Shawn Kelley.
Album design by Jared Ponchot.



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Track Name: Vanishing
In the beginning it started out alright
But quickly headed south
And I’m not without my imperfections
But you are out of sight, as I found out
But I won’t tell you what you should and shouldn’t do
But I can’t stand it, being stuck right here with you
(You) in the middle, looking for the door
Planning my escape
'Cause I’m not without a little patience
But I don’t have much more for you to take
I can’t focus if I’m always looking down
Too distraught to lift my head
Uneasy riding when you know you’re trouble bound
Let’s get out while we’re ahead
I found the exit, it made you happy too
And came as no surprise
'Cause I’m not without my own agenda
But we just can’t align to save our lives
Track Name: Airport Song
Woke up in a plastic chair, with a carry-on in hand
I can’t wait to go somewhere, you can’t wait to land
I’ve crammed everything I own in a bag I drag around
Find myself a window, watch the planes as they touch down

I sit in the corner, bite my tongue to force a smile
Trying hard to hide that I’ve been waiting here a while
But I guess just being here must mean I’m on my way
Panic while I pace here putting up with my delay, I say it’s OK

But it’s harder to believe
That it’s all laid out from A to B
Lay back enjoy the scenery
And meet the smiling faces on the shore

Woke up in a plastic chair with cold and sweaty hands
Trying to make the most of it, trying to understand
But I sit in a building while I look up at the sky
Not knowing where I’m going, it’s the only way I fly
Track Name: Hypochondriac
I know my wrong decisions a mile down the road
But never choose to change their course
It all becomes another losing episode
With my ridiculous remorse

What can I say when I’m well on my way
And I’m miles from any aid
Too far to fall back but I’ve gotten off track
One of many mistakes I’ve made

My foresight’s blinded and my hindsights never clear
The more I learn the less I know
I wake up wondering how I must have gotten here
I’ve learned to drive my errors home

I’m still alive, but my demise
Could be there hiding round the bend
And I’ll be done